The generation of conformity

by darkened star   Sep 9, 2008


A puppet on strings
A girl without wings
Societies creation
Restrained by their labels

The words that they type
Cage us to their life
The whispers and angry stares
We struggle not to care

Youth follow their hearts they dont use their heads
Usually they end up in the hospital beds.
The world is constantly judging
Teens constantly struggling

We are the generation of conformity
The rebellious youth
Defined by the media
Ignorant, reckless and confused

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